The McLaren Boys (Oscar Pastry)

3.1

Rose's POV

A month has passed by.

All I did was sleep, train, get into the shower and sleep again.

The race in Azerbaijan was shit for me. The car was absolute garbage.

I make a mental note to write an email for Aston Marin and Mercedes for a contract.

I got P15, while Pierre got P8. And I have the first seat. It's not fucking fair. Even Nyck got better results than me. And he was in an Alpha Tauri!

Oscar was P4 in Quali, but had to retire during the race. He didn't look at me since the thing.

He unfollowed me on all social media platforms and I think he even blocked my number.

He looked so happy. Some rumours said he was dating a Portugal model. What I saw on photos was a beautiful woman.

She had tanned skin, ocean blue eyes and pin straight hair. She was the woman.

I couldn't blame him though. She was perfect and probably also the girl he cheated on me with.

Once again, couldn't really blame him.

Lando visited every day, brought me food, but most of it went straight to garbage.

I couldn't eat, think or live.

Oh, sorry- all I could think about was Oscar.

I literally couldn't get him out of my head. He was living there rent-free.

Of course my weak ass relapsed at least ten times, every time the gashes were deeper. I think one still didn't stop bleeding.
(relatable💀)

Charles came to visit a few times, even Pierre came to see how i'm doing.

Of course I told everyone, i'm fine, but I was far from that.

Lando and I's little incident was forgotten between us, or at least we didn't talk about it.

We didn't talk about anything to be exact. He always came to my house around three in the afternoon and told me how his day has been but I never really talked back.

The only thing I was communicating with, was "yeah", "mhm" or with a nod.

I couldn't talk.

Max F came to my house a few times too, we played some GTA and Call Of Duty but it wasn't like our usual playing.

It was quiet and boring.

Without any snack, beer or other friends we had.

And yes, I do have friends.

It was one in the afternoon, I just came out of the shower getting ready to go to sleep again.

That's when I heard a knock on my door. Who now? I sigh, but went and opened the door anyway.

Lando stood there and didn't even glance at me, just pushed past me to the kitchen.

I followed him, to see what's up his ass today.

"What are we?" he snapped at me, what has taken me aback.
"Best friends." I stated.
"Oh, really?! Only that? That's not what you told Charles though, huh?!" he now raised his voice.

I didn't like that. That only he was gonna start shouting and I despise shouting.

"What are you talking about?" I ask softly, actually having no idea what was happening right now.

"You told Charles we had something! Oscar said that. He wanted to talk to you, correct his mistake and Charles told him we had something! I can't believe you, Rose!" he still spoke with raised voice. He didn't yell. He never yelled around me. I only noticed that now.

"Charles said what?!" I ask annoyed.

He ruined my choice of getting an explanation. How could he?!

I took a hold of the counter, as my body instantly felt dizzy. I punch the counter. Hard.

I feel the stinging pain, but it doesn't bother me. I liked it.

"Hey, are you okay?" Lando now quickly rushed to me.
"I never said that we had anything, Lando. Charles lied and now I can't get an explanation from Oscar." a tear falls down my cheeks.

"Darling, it's okay, you're okay." he shushed me and hugged me from behind.
"I just want to be normal. I don't want to be hurt anymore. I just want a day, where there is no pain for me." I cry even harder.

"I'm so sorry, darling. I will help you get through it, okay?"

"Okay." I sniffled into his shirt, my tears staining it.

"I brought you some Mac'n Cheese." he grinned but I just shook my head.
"Not hungry, thank you though." I reply.

"Stop lying to yourself. You are hungry and hurting and a lot of other things. But as I said, I will help you get through it. Maybe just three spoons today, and tomorrow four. Step by step. You will get to your old self, okay? You don't need no Oscar to be healed. You're too strong." he smiled at me and I hug him.

"Thank you, Lando. You really are the best friend I could ever have."

"Yeah.... friend."

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SOOOOO????

this one is a bit shorter, but oh well.

love ya'll xxx

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